One More Time

So slowly my life unwinds,
like a ball of twine,
how to drink the last waters,
from my tongue,
as my life becomes undone,
sweet are the birds,
warm is the sun,
let me sleep,
I hurt inside,
I cry outside,
so old, so new,
but my time is due,
play with me,
one more time.

by Walter C. Edwards

Comments (3)

A wonderful sight implanted into my mind. All hail the goat king.
Very nice haiku with a deeper meaning. NICE
Cherry trees in blossom. A wondrous site indeed!